February 17, 2009
Here’s hoping tomorrow is better
So, I had another (unexpected) day off of work, and will again tomorrow.
And I learned that broken ribs really suck ass.
So I took some ambien last night (so I could sleep well, which I don’t usually) because I was supposed to have a very busy day at work today and needed to be ready. But I woke up groggy this morning (not usual) and passed out in the shower (very not usual – I’ve never actually fainted before) and cracked the 8th rib on my right side. Fortunately, the hospital decided that what with the gasping and screaming in pain, I warranted being seen right away, so I didn’t have to wait too long. Unfortunately, there’s not much you can do for a broken rib except medicate. Big fuckin’ huge Ibuprofen horse pills. I’ve got some of the good stuff, too, but I’d rather stay conscious for a while, thankyewverymuch.
I also managed to smack the side of my face on the tub, so I’ve got a nice purple bruise forming on my cheek, too. Lovely.
The good news is that I seem to be able to still hold the pointy sticks. I actually managed to get a small amount knit on the wrap I’m working on.
However, that doesn’t in any way make up for the fact that it really. fucking. hurts. To move, to breathe, to eat, to laugh, everything.
And I didn’t go to work today (and I’m not going tomorrow), which means that the stuff that HAD to get done still HAS to get done, except now I’m waiting for a fellow teacher to deliver the one thing I need to be able to complete the work that HAS to be done today from home. No, there is no leeway. Fortunately, it’s easy work. Even more fortunately, finishing it will ensure that my 150 little lovlies waiting at school will have something worthwhile to do tomorrow.
Send healing vibes, people. I need them.